Chapter 151: The End of a Long-Distance Relationship
Suzuki Sonoko was devastated after losing her beloved.
Although she was only an elementary school student at that time, her romantic sentiment was already deeply rooted, and she believed very much in this kind of fate in love.
It was fate that she met the little brother.
But fate cannot be forced.
So if the boy ran away, there was no need to chase him forcefully - it should be said that it was precisely because of that randomness that was not interfered with by money that she fell in love with the boy at first sight.
If she didn't have this quality, she would have lost interest without the boy running around.
But anyway, I suddenly annoyed the other person without even asking for their name and contact information, which really makes me regret it.
Fortunately, Suzuki Sonoko still has some perseverance in her love affair with flowers.
When she came with her uncle the following year, she still did not go to watch the children playing tennis. Instead, she squatted at the entrance of the familiar venue, thinking that the boy was also a sports player, and maybe she could meet him again.
Isn’t it romantic to meet someone like this?
It also indirectly shows that they are destined to be together!
For Suzuki Sonoko at that age, this behavior was similar to watching the reruns of the same TV series regularly every summer vacation. It was both interesting and a way to kill time (when she didn't want to watch tennis matches with her uncle), and it didn't prevent her from watching other programs (handsome guys) during the rest of the year. It was really fun.
However, I didn't get the chance the next year.
Ryoma Echizen became a seeded player this year, and did not participate in the preliminaries. He only competed for three days in total, so her uncle only arranged a three-day trip in the United States.
Suzuki Sonoko didn't go to watch any of the games. She just squatted on the steps of the stadium waiting for people - in between, she also ate ice cream, took photos, and took time to visit the newly opened souvenir shop nearby.
If there are only three days, the possibility of missing it is very high. However, when boarding the plane that year, Miss Suzuki was very moved:
I'm really too affectionate, right?
She came again the third year.
The good thing about this year is that the weather is cloudy and the air is cool, so squatting on the steps is not tiring.
That was when she first came into contact with video games. Before she met Feng Jingye, the introverted actor, her love for games, although not light or heavy, lasted for a full five years.
When traveling to the United States, her uncle's focus was always on little Ryoma Echizen. He would always set off with the Echizen family and would usually disappear early in the morning.
When Ms. Suzuki is alone, she has no self-control at all.
She can concentrate on playing games as long as the car is driving.
Taking into account the late night she stayed up last night and the time difference she hadn't adjusted to, her face was pale and her eyes were bloodshot when she got off the car. She looked as exhausted as a frost-bitten eggplant.
The gymnasium is usually quite busy at this time of year. When Yuanzi saw the familiar steps, she naturally felt sleepy.
She placed a soft cushion, then sat down with her back against the railing, resting her hands on her knees, her cheek against the back of her hands, and sighed comfortably.
The game has been completed, what should I do today?
Yuanzi was not going to watch the children play tennis anyway, so he thought, forget it, the weather is so nice today, why not just take a nap?
Because she had her own mat and the bodyguard held an umbrella for her, it was actually quite comfortable to take a nap while the breeze was blowing on her face.
But sleeping is not an option.
After all, it's a sitting position, and your neck will hurt when you sleep.
Miss Suzuki thought: Why not go to the hotel next door and get a room, then come back and wait after waking up...
At this time last year, questions of this format kept appearing in her mind. Although she claimed that she was waiting for fate, she actually visited all the famous attractions within a radius of fifty miles in just five days.
This year was supposed to be the same.
As a result, she stood up and turned around. Before she bent down to pick up the pillow, she saw a pair of light blue sneakers.
When she looked up, she saw a shocked young man standing three meters away.
Yuanzi thought to herself, what on earth is this passerby so shocked about?
If he wasn't so handsome, this expression would look really stupid. The next second, she saw a familiar teardrop mole next to the eyes, one of the facial features of the passerby boy.
Yuanzi was shocked after realizing it:
Could this person... be the hot dog guy she has been waiting for?
——Could it be possible that someone as affectionate as she was, couldn't even remember the face of the object of her affection?!
How can this be!?
Miss Suzuki was furious: This doesn't fit in with the plot setting she likes!
So Yuanzi unilaterally concluded that this must be due to the growth period!
Boys start to grow very fast when they are twelve or thirteen years old. It is normal that she cannot recognize them because their appearance changes so much!
After she had excused herself in this way, she nodded in satisfaction, and then made an expression that could be described as full of emotion.
When she looked at the other person, she originally wanted to say something from a girl's comic, such as "How are you? I'm fine."
But I also feel that everything depends on the atmosphere, so it would be better to resolve the misunderstanding caused by the previous save point first.
In the end, the two sides were fighting (she was a single-line creature after all). Seeing the young man pursed his lips as if he wanted to leave, she immediately shouted angrily:
“I didn’t get lost this time!”
wrong.
"I wasn't lost in the first place!"
The sound made the young man tremble on the spot.
Suzuki Sonoko opened her mouth. Although she was breathing heavily, she felt a little nervous about confessing in public. She was excitedly thinking about the lines in her mind, and she kept mumbling:
"It's because you're so beautiful. I didn't react at the time. I just wanted to say a few more words to you..."
In fact, Yuanzi could no longer remember her specific mood at that time, but she usually felt this way when she met a handsome guy she didn't know.
Because I just relived this experience with a handsome waiter last week, and when I talk about it now, it is unexpectedly sincere and heartfelt. With the blessing of this sincerity, even the dry words have become inexplicably moving.
"so……"
After Ms. Suzuki finished shouting, she felt a little short of oxygen in her brain. She thought that she could not continue to call the male protagonist the hot dog guy. The name of this kind would be inappropriate if it was used in the end credits.
"At least tell me your name..."
She thought, "I've already figured out the rest of the plot myself, so you just need to take care of this little bit. If you're not willing to do that, then I'll just cut this plot short..."
Things that don't bring her fun are not worth her continued investment of time - even if it's just time for imagination and self-admiration.
"Tatsuya Himuro."
The young man's expression was indescribable, but he finally took two steps forward and asked, "Are you...waiting here specifically for me?"
When Yuanzi took a closer look at his face, she was immediately refreshed by his handsomeness and nodded quickly.
"For... a small incident two years ago?"
"Actually, I waited for you here last year."
Yuanzi thought, is there anything that can be done about this?
Now the Echizen family has produced another talented athlete, a talented athlete who can show his brilliance in the American junior competition. I'm afraid that before Echizen Ryoma is promoted to the adult group, her uncle will run to the United States once a year at this time, rain or shine.
So you say that since she is here, she should strike a few more poses to satisfy her romantic feelings and make the long flight of thousands of kilometers worthwhile, right?
Himuro's words left her stunned.
To be honest, waiting for someone across the country at a fixed time every year, hoping to meet them again in the vast crowd, sounds very stressful, and...
He looked at the girl's clothes, he remembered this dress.
That night three years ago, he returned home and still couldn't help but feel angry. He didn't turn on the TV, but sat in the pile of junk in the living room and rummaged through it.
I happened to come across a fashion magazine that belonged to my coach.
The first color page does not introduce clothes, but simply the fabrics.
A little boy who loves playing basketball certainly doesn't know much about fabrics, but the theme of the magazine article is not just fashion, but a transnational quarrel.
To explain in detail, it is probably a traditional fabric that was originally only used to make kimonos (similar to a tribute), but now, the family that controls the textile technology wants to cooperate with foreign fashion brands to use it to make casual wear. After the traditional commercialization, it has been severely criticized.
But it's really beautiful, sparkling...
The photo reproduction on the color page is excellent. The glossy side of the fabric is a dazzling crystal blue, while the dark side is grayish. However, in the darkness, there is a hint of red. Although the color is bright, it has a sense of solemnity that is bright but not dazzling.
Himuro Tatsuya would also subconsciously turn to this page and stop moving, precisely because he seemed to have seen the real thing.
——On the girl who played tricks on him during the day.
When the little boy thought about it at that time, he became even angrier. In a sense, he was also a person who easily got stuck in a rut. Even though he almost forgot the other person's appearance later, coincidentally, he remembered the blue color.
It’s not that I can remember it very clearly, but I can recall it at a glance.
Speaking of which...
The boy's past memories gradually became clear: except for the fabric itself, the embroidery and pattern decorations on the clothes... seemed to be exactly the same as the one she wore at that time.
This girl was half a head shorter than him two years ago, and now at a glance, she's probably still half a head shorter. Using him as a standard, this girl must have grown at least ten centimeters...
Didn’t her clothes get smaller?
"Of course it's gotten smaller!"
It was not until the girl's clear voice sounded in his ears that Himuro Tatsuya realized that he seemed to have just said what he was thinking.
The brown-haired girl, wearing a familiar bow, brushed off her clothes proudly after hearing this: "Because it will be easier for you to recognize me!"
She lifted the hem of her dress and spun around in a circle. "This is a remake of the previous one. I have several ready."
very good.
Not only does he wait for you at the same place at the same time every year, but he also wears the same outfit to make it easier for you to recognize him...
Himuro Tatsuya looked at the girl who was smiling as if waiting for someone to pat her head, and for some reason he felt as if he was seeing an anthropomorphic version of the loyal dog Hachiko.
After going through so much trouble, it is human nature that, regardless of whether one likes the other or not, the first reaction is bound to be gratitude (even though I don’t know what is worth being thankful for).
Even if you feel heavy, the heaviness will be accompanied by some positive perceptions (of course, this is on the premise that the other person's appearance and temperament are above 60).
Besides, she was trying to apologize.
If someone can apologize to you like this, it seems unreasonable not to forgive her.
Himuro Tatsuya was only fourteen years old at the time, at the age of a middle school student. He was extremely at a loss when faced with such a thing. After standing there for a while with a frown, he still gave a positive response.
He said, "It's okay. I've almost forgotten about it, so I'm not angry anymore."
Sonoko said, "Yes."
——In fact, she had almost forgotten it.
But anyway, every reunion after a long separation is actually a reappearance of first love. With this face of the young man, Sonoko doesn't mind falling in love for the second time.
What's more, considering the previous plot, the romance of this plot is more than enough for her!
Suzuki Sonoko is full of fighting spirit!
However, when she is too excited, it is useless.
Seeing that the atmosphere was about to cool down and the other party might turn around and leave, Miss Suzuki used her clever little brain and made a quick decision, "As an apology, I'll treat you to a hot dog, too!"
It can be said to be a very clumsy way of picking up girls.
But it's cute, isn't it?
She went again the fourth year.
This time was more fun than the previous three times, because she didn't have to be a fixed NPC, squatting at the gymnasium door waiting for people to come and swipe, and there was also a handsome young man to accompany her.
Himuro Tatsuya probably understood it literally, thinking that she was just waiting foolishly the previous two times, so he took her for a walk around the neighborhood.
That was a pretty confusing circle.
To be honest, Yuanzi was very nervous when she walked into the game city.
Because she was here last year.
And if nothing unexpected happens, the record for the claw machine in the game city should still be held by her - after setting the record, it was probably on this day last year - she also took the reward prepared by the boss and left her handsome figure on the photo wall.
And signature.
When Suzuki Sonoko saw her own handwriting on the huge signature board in the northeast corner, she shuddered.
The good news is that perhaps there were too many people leaving their names, so the game city abolished the tradition of hanging photos. Only names remained on the wall, densely covering the entire wall.
"But it wasn't there last time..."
Yuanzi bit her lower lip in grief and anger: It was because there was still room for photos last time she came, so she signed the biggest one, which, to put it bluntly, took up an entire tile.
Later, these new signers probably squeezed her too much, so around the big "Suzuki Sonoko", there was a circle of ant-like small characters.
At first glance, the visual effect looks a bit like a large colorful balloon with the word "Happy Birthday" and a circle of smaller colorful balloons around it.
Suzuki Sonoko: ...
Suzuki Sonoko: Boss, kill me!
As Himuro Tatsuya was walking, there was one person missing behind him. The young man put his hands in his pockets and turned back with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "What's wrong with you——"
"Nothing happened!"
Yuanzi turned her head so quickly that it seemed as if her neck was about to crack.
"I just don't think it's necessary..."
When she couldn't figure out what to say next, she subconsciously slowed down her speech and slowly lowered her head.
Thanks to this lowering of her head, she naturally saw the familiar sneakers on Himuro Tatsuya's feet.
Familiar, light blue, basketball shoes.
Distant memories slowly emerged from her mind. Sonoko thought, when they first met, he always held a basketball in his arms?
So: "Himuro likes playing basketball..."
Himuro Tatsuya: "Huh?"
Sonoko: Ah, now I know.
Before she could raise her hands to cover her face in frustration, the boy's slightly shocked words floated into her ears.
"Did you see that?"
Sonoko acted on instinct at that moment, and naturally put on a reluctant, angry face: "You don't have to treat me as a responsibility!"
"I don't really need to go sightseeing. If you want to kill time, you can definitely go play basketball!"
Himuro said, "But you..."
Yuanzi glanced at the eye-catching signature wall and said in a more determined tone, "Wake up, young man. I'm just a passerby you've met a few times. Now you can barely call me an acquaintance. You have no responsibility to me!"
She jumped on the spot: "It's been several years. I'm not a child anymore. I can't be kidnapped walking on the street."
Then she pointed outside and said, "There are at least three bodyguards waiting there. Good boy, go do what you want to do!"
"It's just basketball. If you don't think it's nice to leave someone behind to look for you—I mean, me—then you could just drag me along!"
The girl slapped her hands on his shoulders and said, "I can cheer you on from the side!"
Yuanzi looked directly at her own name written in capital letters on the opposite wall, across the boy's shoulder, and said righteously, "I'm very happy to be able to see you all the time!"
The smile is sincere and bright.
That eagerness made it seem as if she was the one preparing to be an athlete.
Himuro Tatsuya made her jump around and feel a little helpless. Finally, she figured something out and returned to her smiling face at the beginning. She said gently, "Okay then."
He didn't remove the girl's hand from his shoulder, but smiled and nodded, saying, "Then let's go to the street tennis court!"
Suzuki Sonoko escaped death.
As the glass door of the game city slowly closed behind her, Yuanzi, under the patient guidance of the handsome young man, slowly walked onto the path leading to the basketball court.
Ah, Sonoko thought at that time, he looks so good when he smiles...
They only see each other once a year, and only for five or six days each time. They are still teenagers, but this magical way of maintaining friendship makes them experience the feeling of long-distance relationship in advance.
By the fifth year, Echizen Ryoma stopped fighting.
He said he was planning to transfer back to Japan.
So Yuanzi never went to the United States again.
At that time, she had just broken up with Ximen, and two days later, her new fiancé Jinguji's father died. She was so busy that she was dizzy.
With her way of thinking, once you are not doing the fixed thing at that fixed time period, it will naturally be buried back in the deepest part of your memory and will not be remembered again.
She really never thought about it again.
Just like Sonoko, after saying goodbye to XANXUS at the age of 11, did not remember the name of the person who taught her Italian until she met the Vongola people again.
That's just her nature.
So this magical friendship changed from a simple long-distance relationship to the kind of long-distance relationship that ended in failure.
Fast forward to the present, and that teardrop mole is like a switch.
The handsome boy seemed to be much more handsome than she remembered.
Suzuki Sonoko thought to herself that the dark-skinned man only looked familiar, and she didn't even know his name. If she went to watch his match rashly, he would be under a lot of pressure. She might as well stay here and go watch the Yangquan match directly.
As she was thinking this, she raised her foot and was about to turn around when an arm suddenly stretched out from the left side of her view.
Sonoko looked up blankly and met Akashi Seijuro's imposing, heterochromatic eyes.
Why is it... again?
wrong.
Sonoko looked around calmly: Since they were in the gymnasium, the sudden appearance of Akashi-kun was actually quite normal.
Akashi Seijuro said politely, "Excuse me, Miss Suzuki, but could I take up a moment of your time?"
Yuanzi let out an "ah" a little late, but after seeing the other party's serious gaze, she finally didn't refute anything and followed him to the corner behind the teaching building.
At the gymnasium entrance, Murasakibara Atsushi stopped, looked back, and asked, "Muro, what are you looking at?"
"nothing……"
Himuro Tatsuya stared at the big tree at the corner for a moment, then turned around and smiled helplessly, saying, "I think I saw someone familiar."
Murasakibara, carrying a packed bag, tilted his head and vaguely saw the back of a figure wearing Luoshan's school uniform and a familiar red hair.
"What? Isn't that Chizai?" He dangled his food, his tone unclear. "We played against each other before, have you forgotten?"
Himuro followed him into the gym, his smile unwavering, and said softly, "Yeah, I'd forgotten about that."
Then, while Murasakibara was muttering about the food packaging, he rubbed his temples thoughtfully again.
"I always feel that she looks familiar...it's the girl next to me."
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